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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Does Your Daughter Know It’s OK To Be Angry? By Soraya Chemaly

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Does Your Daughter Know It’s OK To Be Angry? By Soraya Chemaly

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Does Your Daughter Know It’s OK To Be Angry? By Soraya Chemaly

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The teenager has finished his book. Stars shine above the garbage. It’s the first time he finished a book from beginning to end. It’s the fist time he finds someone who doesn’t know him and never saw, knows exactly how he feels and what he thinks. Hugs the book. Almost cries. He understood that he is not alone in the universe. There is someone who understands and told him through a book.

José Sbarra, Marc, la sucia rata (El adolescente ha terminado de leer su libro. Se encienden estrellas sobre la basura. Es la primera vez que lee un libro desde el comienzo hasta el final. Es la primera vez que descubre que alguien que no lo conoce y a quien nunca vio, sabe exactamente que le pasa y lo que piensa. Aprieta el libro. Llora. O casi. Acaba de comprender que no esta solo en el universo. Hay alguien que lo entiende y se lo ha contado por medio de un libro)

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Does Your Daughter Know It’s OK To Be Angry? By Soraya Chemaly

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Does Your Daughter Know It’s OK To Be Angry? By Soraya Chemaly

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—Why can’t I kill myself peacefully, officer?

—Because it’s horrible to wish for death

—Death isn’t horrible, officer, is just not being here. Before I was born, I wasn’t in this life and that never bothered me. Trust me.

José Sbarra, Marc, la sucia rata

(—¿Por qué uno no puede suicidarse tranquilamente, oficial?

—Porque es horrible desear la muerte.

—La muerte no es algo horrible, oficial, es sencillamente no estar más. Yo, antes de nacer, no estaba en esta vida, y eso nunca me molestó. Puede creerme.)

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I hope it is you. Even if you see this book in the hands of a cop...he’s the intruder. This book was written for you. So you could find it, so you could steal it. So you could know that I can’t decode you, but while I wrote this pages, you were inside me and you had fun.

José Sbarra, Marc, la sucia rata.

(Espero que seas vos. Aunque veas este libro en las manos de un policía…el intruso es èl, este libro fue escrito para vos. Para que lo encontraras, para que lo robaras. Para que sepas que no puedo descifrar tu clave, pero que mientras escribía estas páginas, estabas en mí y te lo pasabas bien.)

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—You’re going to end up losing your mind.

—I hope it happens soon, officer.

José Sbarra, Marc, la sucia rata

(—Usted va a terminar una demencia absoluta.

—Ojalá suceda pronto, oficial.)

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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Bessel Van Der Kolk, The Body Keeps The Score: Brain, Mind And Body In The Healing Of Trauma.

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—¿You don’t have a vocation?

—Yes, I have one, a suicidal one. That’s mine. I’m perfectly useless.

José Sbarra, Marc, la sucia rata.

(—¿Pero usted no tiene ninguna vocación?

—Si, tengo una, vocación de suicida. Esa es la mía. Soy un perfecto inútil. )